Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1887-09-30

where she had stood with Raymond, and he
had heard oil
She threw herself on her knees beside him
and kissed him wildly She called for assistance
while feeling his chest to discover IL his heart
beat. 1t did, but feebly, and she called him
by endearing names, She opened window
to give him air. Servants came and they did
everything they could to restore him, but it
was one long hour before he revived.
Remembrance came to him with conscious
ness and he heaved deep sigh, and reclosed
his eyes and lay for a time in silence gather
ing his faculties. Finally he signed to the
servants to leave him, and when they were
gone he said with effort: $50, then unhappy
child, you have not forgottenln
Suzanne knelt beside him and hid her face
On his breast, weeping bitterly
ado not cry. 1t is not your fault, my poor
lamb. We cannot command our memory.
But you have given me great pain. never
suffered so acutely since the day / saw your
mother and you accuse me, by your silence,
befors the judgs. What shall do to prove
toyoul For, my child, am innocent OF that
crime, l am innocent, Suzanne. Do you
hear meln
"oh, father the past is gone; let us forget
II and be happy together. you and l."
mo, the question is now opened between
us and you must know ALL Twas and am
still n victiu,n
"But mother and saw you
"Saw me, oh, child saw me kill that poOi
old manin
ayes. we were on the balcony. We saw
you come up the street, hiding under tho
shade of the trees. We called you, but you |
did not answer Then you went into the |
house. There was a man there counting |
money, then a horrible struggle, then pistol
shot, and darkness"
The young girl placed her hands before her
eyes,
"And you both knew mel"
u assure you we did That is why my
mother made me promise silence, for what
we must have said would have been so dread
full"
"But you were so young, you might have
Ieen mistaken
a was young at night, father but have
,een old ever since. If l have appeared gay
was to reuder you happy. But, mother;
he could not have been mistaken, too, could
heW
AYES, my child. l did not commit that
rhine, and only enc person believed in my
De Noirville. He OWNED
lie truth, and his death was caused by it.
listen, Suzanne. The time has come when
Iust tell you all, and though l am ashamed
trough all my nature to have to tell you
lis, it must be told, and it will be an
ther punishment added to those l have
ready borne. Do you remember all the in.
dents relating to that triali"
"Alas fathern-
"That which condemned me more than all
as that the money had paid tho dead man
in my possession, and ! win tell
GU about that"
And then Roger began at the beginning
nd told the whole story until the end, though
he told her about the woman who had
ought the money, he blushed painfully with
anne.
She blushed, too, but believed every word
that unhappy story, and felt that her
ther was indeed ar Innocent man, victim OF
mo foul plot
cob, father, pardon me,n she cried, as sho
lelt beside him, and she covered his hands
It'll pentential kisses and tears.
AZ forgive you freely. my child You could
It have known"
ABut, father, some one wns guilty-some
- hAp AoohASd AAAS W, WIS YOU |
lom and mother saw. Who can he be!"
-That is where the mystery begins, my dear
lere is a guilty one, and my presence in
ance is for tho sole purpose OF discovering
~ l feel that shall not die until have
covered the murderer of Larouette. ] live :
the hope Of having my sentence reversed ,
law and my good name restored.n
During more than a week Roger Ivy sick /.
d Suzanne remained by his side, AMI never :
re that unfortunate couple so happy, for o.,
W there were no more shadows between
I'm and they could talk upon the subject :
lich engrossed both their minds. Raymond
d tried in vain to meet Suzanne, but as she :,
mt out no moro he nat rally could not SEQ =
r, and at last, one Sunday, he could bear
} suspense no longer. He must see her, he =
t, OR die; besides ho had something to say :
her which he hoped might lift the dark
Il which had fallen over their young lives.